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;; officially moved karson over to my multi adios!

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;; gonna move this dude to my multi eventually eyyy

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"The easiest way to my heart is through my chest."

"I exist only as a concept, not as an actual person."

"Awww--fuck."

#open

ha ha activity has disappeared so i'mma take a hiatus until wifey comes back

over on cain and ed meanwhile

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#when you in da mood for smut #but all you hang out with are teenagers #and all your other characters partners #aren't active

narcolepticmouse replied to your post:No one is safe from the dicks. No one.

((what))

If you post that your character is asleep

karson will draw a dick on their face

no exception

well some but not many

#narcolepticmouse #!ooc

No one is safe from the dicks.

No one.

homophobic

#musings

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Oh dear. It looks like she was caught in the act. “W…well, you see…” How was she to explain this without sounding rude? Something like, ‘I also take personality into account’ wasn’t a very nice answer. It wasn’t as if she disliked him, but she didn’t like him that way either…how troubling! “…You’re very attractive, rest assured…just not…my type…?”

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...well that helped a little. At least he looked nice to her. But then, that made him blink at her in question. "Well then, what is your type? I'm curious."

"...actually that reminds me. Who even are you? I mean, maybe I should know the name of my slave."

#omg #i have left the best impression #!narcolepticmouse

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Bambi blinked once. Twice. Thrice. Was this a magic trick…? Mirata did something similar, so she decided to accept his new appearance as fact. Curious things were happening every day…

With a flurry of movement, Bambi had stripped off her jacket and wrapped it around his shoulders. “It’s cold outside…it would be awful if you got sick from walking around shirtless…” With an apologetic smile, she continued, deciding to appease him. “Yes, yes, you are very attractive…a nine at least…” White lies couldn’t hurt, could they?

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A deep pout took Karson's face as she covered him. Despite the look, he didn't return her offer. In fact, he pulled her jacket tighter around himself, holding onto its edges. She wasn't smitten with his looks--and that bothered him.

"If I'm a nine then why don't I feel convinced?"

#he has a very weak ego #!narcolepticmouse

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"Hot Damn!"

! It’s burger man! “…I’m sorry…you’re a bit old for me…b-but if I was older, then maybe I’d rate you a six and a half…! M-More though, probably!” She proceeds to sweat nervously.

paint-it-neon

He can fix that!

"How about like this? Change your opinion?"

#HE WILL DO WHAT IT TAKES TO BE AT LEAST AN 8

i'm being lazy with replies and hanging out here and here woops

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Slave for a Day

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"Get me a burger." Perfect first order.

…He was aware she had no clue what a burger was, right!? Her ears drooped as she said, “I-I’m sorry sir…I’ll need a description first if I am to complete this task…”

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